So, how do you like it so far? I finally decided I'll write a lil comentary thingie above each chapter from now on so bear with me for now. OKAY! This chapter was A LOT of fun to write, I know a certain person is going to either shoot me or worship me for it, but hey, I can't help it! Enjoy!
"I was at the bar last night and I was going to talk to Jet, but he was gone before I could catch him, so I wound up watching Diboa from afar and when I saw him leave with that girl out the back, I was going to follow him."
"That girl was me." Alex said.
"I realize that now, thanks for restating the obvious." Spike retorted
"Oh bite me!"
"Grow up!"
"Pig!"
"Bitch!"
"Asshole!"
"Slut!"
"Moron!"
"Ice queen!"
"Fuck-tard!" The insults raged on back and forth for about 5 more minutes, until they both just started laughing hysterically.
"Let's try that again." Spike said with a smile.
"Let's not and say we did, I'm tired." Alex said with a giggle followed by a yawn.
"Nap time?" he asked. Alex smiled and nodded.
"I think so." She said as she moved her guitar to the floor and crawled under her covers. To her surprise, Spike got up and crawled onto the bed with her. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"
"Taking a nap with you. My bed is completely covered in crap and I can't sleep on that couch." He said as he layed down beside her and squirmed his way under the covers. She felt awkward so she rolled over on her side, facing the door before flicking the lights off. When she was lying like this, he was behind her, until he rolled over too and wrapped his arms around her. She was silent for a few minutes until she couldn't take it anymore.
"Spike?" She asked. No response. "Spike!"
"Zzzz…" was all she heard. He was snoring and soundly sleeping, holding her like he'd hold a stuffed animal. She didn't know what to do, should she gut up and leave, or stay and try to sleep? Well, he did have his arms wrapped around her and it was kind of impossible to get up and leave, so she'd have to stay and hopefully sleep. His snoring gradually quieted to the sound of him inhaling and exhaling. His warm arms held her close to him and she felt comforted and the feeling of fear and apprehensiveness gradually subsided and left her to fall asleep in his arms. The clock read 5:37 before she lost consciousness and fell into a deep sleep.
Spike woke up and yawned, he didn't really know where he was. He knew he was in the ship, but he didn't know exactly where. He thought for a moment, pondering this mass of long and straight blond hair in front of him when he remembered he fell asleep with Alex. He picked his head up and looked over at the clock on the bedside table. It read 10:43 and he still had the girl wrapped in his arms. He let his head fall back onto the pillow and then moved his head closer to hers, burying his nose into the golden strands and inhaling deeply. She smelled so good even though she hadn't showered yet. He lifted his head again and peeked over her shoulder at her face, she looked at peace, sleeping pleasantly and with a slight smile. When he saw this, he smiled. It made him think of…no, he couldn't bring himself to recall her and compare her to Alex. It just wasn't possible. There was no way possible he could compare Julia to Alex, he loved Julia too much. He thought about how they first met, how he was an inch from death and she saved him. She sang like an angel to him when he finally came around and that's when they knew they belonged to each other. He looked down at Alex and couldn't help but picture Julia in her place. How he wished she were still alive. He rested his head back on the pillow and pulled her closer to him, adjusting his arms to a more comfortable position around her waist. She began to shift around and realize that she wasn't in her bed alone. She yawned quietly and stretched her legs out when she noticed Spike was conscious behind her.
"You're still here? I would've figured you left after I passed out." She said with a smile. He buried his nose in her hair again and sniffed.
"Nah, not my style. If I pass out, there's no way I'm moving until I wake up." he said. Alex became uneasy when he smelled her hair. She looked up at the clock.
"Oh my god," she said immediately shooting her arms out and grabbing the clock with both hands.
"What?" he asked with another sniff. She held the clock up for him to see. "And?"
"It's after 10:30! I don't sleep this late!" she said putting it back down.
"So? Neither do I. I wake up and I'm outside exercising by five and I don't crash until after midnight, sometimes not sleeping for days." He said. She didn't know what to say. He pulled her close again and she felt weird. She wanted to get up and go have some real breakfast.
"Spike, what are you doing?" he asked as she tried to turn her head to look at him.
"I dunno you're so comfortable. I can't get up." he said rubbing his left cheek on her shoulder. She didn't know what to do. She pried his arms off of her and climbed out of bed.
"I'm going to go find something to eat." She said as she picked a hair clip up off of her bedside table and clipped it up. She went to the door.
"Alex?" Spike asked before she could open it. She turned to look at him. Her blue eyes looked into his, a few strands of her bangs hanging in her face.
"Yeah?" she asked him as she placed her hand on the doorknob. She looked at him just lying there, the covers pulled back and revealing his upper body. His brown eyes smiled at her as he propped his head on his left arm.
"Nothing." He said. She smiled at him and then opened the door and left.
"I was at the bar last night and I was going to talk to Jet, but he was gone before I could catch him, so I wound up watching Diboa from afar and when I saw him leave with that girl out the back, I was going to follow him."
"That girl was me." Alex said.
"I realize that now, thanks for restating the obvious." Spike retorted
"Oh bite me!"
"Grow up!"
"Pig!"
"Bitch!"
"Asshole!"
"Slut!"
"Moron!"
"Ice queen!"
"Fuck-tard!" The insults raged on back and forth for about 5 more minutes, until they both just started laughing hysterically.
"Let's try that again." Spike said with a smile.
"Let's not and say we did, I'm tired." Alex said with a giggle followed by a yawn.
"Nap time?" he asked. Alex smiled and nodded.
"I think so." She said as she moved her guitar to the floor and crawled under her covers. To her surprise, Spike got up and crawled onto the bed with her. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"
"Taking a nap with you. My bed is completely covered in crap and I can't sleep on that couch." He said as he layed down beside her and squirmed his way under the covers. She felt awkward so she rolled over on her side, facing the door before flicking the lights off. When she was lying like this, he was behind her, until he rolled over too and wrapped his arms around her. She was silent for a few minutes until she couldn't take it anymore.
"Spike?" She asked. No response. "Spike!"
"Zzzz…" was all she heard. He was snoring and soundly sleeping, holding her like he'd hold a stuffed animal. She didn't know what to do, should she gut up and leave, or stay and try to sleep? Well, he did have his arms wrapped around her and it was kind of impossible to get up and leave, so she'd have to stay and hopefully sleep. His snoring gradually quieted to the sound of him inhaling and exhaling. His warm arms held her close to him and she felt comforted and the feeling of fear and apprehensiveness gradually subsided and left her to fall asleep in his arms. The clock read 5:37 before she lost consciousness and fell into a deep sleep.
Spike woke up and yawned, he didn't really know where he was. He knew he was in the ship, but he didn't know exactly where. He thought for a moment, pondering this mass of long and straight blond hair in front of him when he remembered he fell asleep with Alex. He picked his head up and looked over at the clock on the bedside table. It read 10:43 and he still had the girl wrapped in his arms. He let his head fall back onto the pillow and then moved his head closer to hers, burying his nose into the golden strands and inhaling deeply. She smelled so good even though she hadn't showered yet. He lifted his head again and peeked over her shoulder at her face, she looked at peace, sleeping pleasantly and with a slight smile. When he saw this, he smiled. It made him think of…no, he couldn't bring himself to recall her and compare her to Alex. It just wasn't possible. There was no way possible he could compare Julia to Alex, he loved Julia too much. He thought about how they first met, how he was an inch from death and she saved him. She sang like an angel to him when he finally came around and that's when they knew they belonged to each other. He looked down at Alex and couldn't help but picture Julia in her place. How he wished she were still alive. He rested his head back on the pillow and pulled her closer to him, adjusting his arms to a more comfortable position around her waist. She began to shift around and realize that she wasn't in her bed alone. She yawned quietly and stretched her legs out when she noticed Spike was conscious behind her.
"You're still here? I would've figured you left after I passed out." She said with a smile. He buried his nose in her hair again and sniffed.
"Nah, not my style. If I pass out, there's no way I'm moving until I wake up." he said. Alex became uneasy when he smelled her hair. She looked up at the clock.
"Oh my god," she said immediately shooting her arms out and grabbing the clock with both hands.
"What?" he asked with another sniff. She held the clock up for him to see. "And?"
"It's after 10:30! I don't sleep this late!" she said putting it back down.
"So? Neither do I. I wake up and I'm outside exercising by five and I don't crash until after midnight, sometimes not sleeping for days." He said. She didn't know what to say. He pulled her close again and she felt weird. She wanted to get up and go have some real breakfast.
"Spike, what are you doing?" he asked as she tried to turn her head to look at him.
"I dunno you're so comfortable. I can't get up." he said rubbing his left cheek on her shoulder. She didn't know what to do. She pried his arms off of her and climbed out of bed.
"I'm going to go find something to eat." She said as she picked a hair clip up off of her bedside table and clipped it up. She went to the door.
"Alex?" Spike asked before she could open it. She turned to look at him. Her blue eyes looked into his, a few strands of her bangs hanging in her face.
"Yeah?" she asked him as she placed her hand on the doorknob. She looked at him just lying there, the covers pulled back and revealing his upper body. His brown eyes smiled at her as he propped his head on his left arm.
"Nothing." He said. She smiled at him and then opened the door and left.